August | Hermione Granger x OFC

Chapter 121

*MAKE SURE TO READ 120 FIRST SINCE I UPLOADED THEM TOGETHER (ish)!!!*

yall im kinda scared to post this one. but if you survived chapter 88 you can survive this one! it's not so bad! good luck!

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Robyn couldn't believe it. Wouldn't believe it. She pushed past Harry and Ron to touch the space where the room's entrance had been. It was just stone now, the door nowhere to be seen. The room was gone. Lloyd was gone.

Her heart thumped wildly, painfully.

"He can't- he can't be- he can't be gone..." she stuttered, moving her hands all over the wall, feeling every nook and cranny, slapping it and rubbing it as if that would make the door reappear, but nothing would work. When she began pounding her fists against it, hardly feeling a thing in her hands, a different pair swooped round her waist, pulling her away.

"You're hurting yourself." The voice was soothing, but it was far away, like Robyn's head was in a fishbowl, yet she knew it was Hermione. But right now, Hermione, the Pick-Me-Up Potion personified, had all the potency of a glass of water.

"Robyn, I'm really sorry," Harry finally spoke. "We just couldn't see him anywhere. I'm sorry. But we have to–" He was cut off as yells and shouts and the unmistakable noises of duelling filled the corridor. They looked around to see Fred and Percy Weasley, and Dylan was with them.

Dylan...

Ron and Harry ran forward to help, and Draco disappeared in the other direction, Blaise chasing after him. Hermione remained, taking Robyn by her shoulders. "Please, Robyn," she begged. "We have to keep going. I'm sorry."

Staring off at nothing in particular, Robyn blinked several times and swallowed the gigantic lump in her throat, managing a barely there nod. She was aware of the danger they were still in and had no choice really but to mourn Lloyd later on - if she would even get the chance, that is.

Forcing herself to look at Hermione, whose concern seemed to radiate off her in waves, tangible, almost, she managed another, more convincing, nod. Hermione nodded back cautiously before joining the others in fighting off the nearby Death Eaters. Robyn followed on autopilot more than anything, feeling as though she was far removed from her actual self. Still, she slipped in beside Dylan, who gasped at the sight of her. Fred was fighting on Dylan's other side.

"What on Earth happened to you?" she asked, quickly wiping some of the soot from Robyn's cheek. And then she ducked a jet of red light like it was nothing, pulling Robyn down with her. "Did you see Lloyd?"

Robyn's stomach lurched uncomfortably: she felt she was going to be sick. She couldn't say it.

"Yeah..."

Dylan frowned, peering over Robyn's head and seeing only Hermione, Harry, and Ron. "Where is he?"

"I- he's... fine," Robyn croaked, her voice sounding distant and unlike her own. But she was present enough to be mindful of and grateful for the Shield Charm Hermione cast over the two of them when another spell was sent their way. "I- I thought you were sticking with Mrs Weasley..."

"Hello, Minister!" she heard Percy say cheerfully from slightly in front of Fred, but she was concentrating on her sister. "Did I mention I'm resigning?"

"We got separated," said Dylan quickly, "but I found Fred, so it's okay, because..." She cut herself off with a bashful and yet beaming smile, her cheeks going rosy. "Well, I was going to tell you, he's my–"

There was a flash of silver, and the air exploded. In that fragment of a moment, when danger seemed temporarily at bay while Dylan smiled at her, the world was torn apart. She felt a body wrap itself around hers, but it lasted all of two seconds before she was flying through the air, and all she could do was clutch her wand as tightly as possible while shielding her head in her arms.